Lil Grim - No Dap

What the fuck done get into these niggas
I keep my distance I ain't feeling these niggas
Every time I finally hit one of em doctor always healing these niggas
Grim Reaper I be killing these niggas
I ain't fighting how you stealing me
Play my cards they don't know how to deal with me
Rest in peace Terp I know he still with me
Some niggas died with a strap
So I rather ride with the mac
Get hit with the drum send him high like a hat
They ain't coming outside we gone slide on they trap
Run down on they block got them boys running laps
I'm riding in traffic the strap in my lap
He ran up on me so I made him collapse
How you my bro seen a opp and you gave him a dap
Niggas say they love me say they gone slide for me
When I got shot they ain't ride for me
Same niggas that I thought would have died for me
If I wasn't there for him I tried to be
Sometimes gotta love niggas from a distance
Rose above niggas they start switching
Better watch who you mug nigga get to clicking
Turn that boy to a dove flying with the pigeons
You lose your life make the wrong decision
A-R with the knife got long precision
I heard them niggas in a song dissing
We at your door ding dong ditching
Try hit off some more Glock start glitching
Another child buried pops start missing him
Open casket they forehead kissing him
Like GTA we getting missions in
What the fuck done get into these niggas
I keep my distance I ain't feeling these niggas
Every time I finally hit one of em doctor always healing these niggas
Grim Reaper I be killing these niggas
I ain't fighting how you stealing me
Play my cards they don't know how to deal with me
Rest in peace Terp I know he still with me
Some niggas died with a strap
So I rather ride with the mac
Get hit with the drum send him high like a hat
They ain't coming outside we gone slide on they trap
Run down on they block got them boys running laps
I'm riding in traffic the strap in my lap
He ran up on me so I made him collapse
How you my bro seen a opp and you gave him a dap
You can't survive on my block
You the type be getting smacked in the trap
We got four fives on my block
We got them straps we getting smacked in the trap
You catch that boy in all black it's a wrap
Who that
Shit go splat
Try diss me won't get no rap
He fuck with the opps he don't get no dap
Always outside don't flip no pack
I don't sip no lean I don't hit no jacks
Jugging and scamming got the kid so flat
I know how it feel to be close to the flatline
Leave your phone in the house when it's that time
Shoot him ten times I heard he got cat lives
My old head making hits on the chat line
Gamble with your life I shoot em its crap time
What the fuck done get into these niggas
I keep my distance I ain't feeling these niggas
Every time I finally hit one of em doctor always healing these niggas
Grim Reaper I be killing these niggas
I ain't fighting how you stealing me
Play my cards they don't know how to deal with me
Rest in peace Terp I know he still with me
Some niggas died with a strap
So I rather ride with the mac
Get hit with the drum send him high like a hat
They ain't coming outside we gone slide on they trap
Run down on they block got them boys running laps
I'm riding in traffic the strap in my lap
He ran up on me so I made him collapse
How you my bro seen a opp and you gave him a dap

Written by:
Habib Yansaneh

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